An Unseemly Alley, Unseemly People

Duan Yun had deservedly won the "De Yun Jade Plate," the De Yun Conference's highest award.

As a result, he qualified to enter the inner sect of the Bloodthirsty Storytellers' Order.

Third Sect Master Cao Wang took a great interest in him. Like Iron Maiden, he felt they had unearthed a treasure.

A great treasure!

He intended to groom him personally, though that would have to be discussed with the other two sect masters after they reached the main altar.

Zi Yu's performance had not been top-tier, but it was still quite impressive. With her status as his cousin, she too could enter the inner sect.

It was clear that Iron Maiden, a fringe elder, had gained Third Sect Master Cao Wang's favor. Before long, she would likely return to a position among the pillars of the Order.

This was, in a sense, "when one person attained the Dao, even the chickens and dogs ascended to heaven."

Duan Yun, meanwhile, had also gained an opportunity to enter the core of the Bloodthirsty Storytellers' Order.

It could be said that all of them had bright futures ahead.

Yet that bright future belonged to the three of them. Against their brilliance, someone else appeared all the more miserable.

For example, Iron-Tongued Scholar Wang Lifei.

Watching Duan Yun stand on the stage with the jade plate in hand, Wang Lifei felt that it should have been his life.

His life and glory had been occupied by someone else. If he could not kill that man, he feared he would spend the rest of his life beneath this fellow's shadow.

Seeing the light blaze in his eyes, Elder Tie, his uncle at his side, hurriedly leaned closer and said, "Endure!"

Wang Lifei clenched his fists and gritted his teeth inwardly. *Thirty years east of